Thursday, May 23, 2013

Bye Bye, Bernie

Yesterday my friend lost her dog, Bernie. One of my favorite guys

When people say dogs become a reflection of their owner, they are talking about Tish and Bernie. Even as a puppy, Bernie was an old soul just like his owner. A consumate host who would drag every toy to your feet just in case you wanted to engage in a game of catch - actually, that should probably read: whether or not you wanted to play catch. He wanted nothing more than a good back scratch. 
Bern-Man, I hope you are eternally catching chipmunks in doggie heaven. Sending lots of love to your family. 

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